WHEN I WAS 9 MY GIRLSCOUT TROOP SPENT THE NIGHT AT THE MUSUEM OF NATURE AND SCIENCE. SOME OF THE GIRLS CRIED. I LOVED IT. WHEN I WAS 24
I RETURNED WITH MY BOYFRIEND AND
HE TOOK PHOTOS OF ME SLEEPING
UNDER THE SAME EXHIBIT. THAT WAS 6 MONTHS BEFORE EVERYWHERE I WENT,
I FOUND A DEAD BIRD IN MY PATH.
f you came to this sight to review my credentials for potential employment, I can assure you, I am gainfully and happily employed. In fact, this wouldn’t be the greatest place to determine weather or not I am qualified. Usability as business viability is not a paradigm you will find in practice, here. Instead, you will find a glimpse into what has become a visual cumulative of my psyche. Suffice it to say, I have leaned to appreciate and love truths. And these are my truths. If what you see is not of your taste, I fault
you not. As fact would have it, I tend to disregard rules and push boundaries as far as I can. And unless you are one to instill particular expectations or boundaries off the get go, I suppose my natural inclination has always been to walk all over you. This sight was really built for me, you know. Me, myself and my EGO. We are in an exclusive relationship now. The days of breaking up and getting back together are over . I have accepted it with grace, and couldn’t be happier. I have officially caught monogamy; I must have gotten it from you people. God knows I didn’t get it from my parents.
